The Soul Piercing Saxophonic Despair

The music, a ghastly serenade wrung from the depths of abandonment, oozed like tar across the room. Each note was a shard twisting in the soul, pulling at the tendrils of hope. A single spotlight washed over the saxophonist, his face pale and taut, his eyes glazed on some unseen horror. The audience, rooted to the spot, could only watch as their ow

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